Qin Xue placed her other hand on top of his, her resolve strengthening as she solemnly spoke to the man:
"Chu Molin, as long as you treat me well and don't do anything to betray me, I, Qin Xue, promise never to leave you. Anyone who tries to make me leave must do so over my dead body."
With her vow uttered, the man covered Qin Xue's mouth with one hand: "Don't talk nonsense, I won't allow it."
"Alright, I won't speak carelessly." Fortunately, Qin Xue and Molin were sitting in the back, and the noise in the car drowned out their quiet conversation, otherwise everyone would have heard what they said.
The two sat in silence, their fingers intertwined, on the way back to the research institute.
Meanwhile, after An Hao and friends had finished their lunch, the three of them went to the People's Hospital.